"One sword will conquer the wind and rain!"

"Shushan Sword Art!"

"How could a disciple of Shushan appear at this time? How could it be so fast?" Feng Xingyu frowned on the whale beast's back, looking unwilling.

He knew that he would never take away the secret key of the river jungle and rain, because thirty-seven Shushan disciples came, and ten people came to the spiritual realm alone. It seems that Shushan must have known this secret, and he did not want to attract the attention of other sects. He also sent disciples below the spiritual realm.

However, this is the human world after all, and the plans that the demon clan can make are definitely not as comprehensive as those of local snakes like Shushan.

The disciples of Shushan were able to hold back and took action until the end, which shows that they were determined to win, and they could even ignore the life and death of others.

That is, when Feng Xingyu was thinking about where to go, all the thirty-seven Shushan disciples had boarded the dragon boat and surrounded the sword-raising boy from the demon clan without saying a word.

There was no nonsense, thirty-seven long blue swords came out at once, and the sword net was vast and not leaked.

The young man who was still proud of his momentum just now was shocked by the audience. After a while, he was penetrated by the chaotic sword. Finally, a Qingxuan Fire Curse, the entire body was burned without a trace of burning corpses, turned into a wisp of ashes, dissipated on the Luo River, leaving only the long sword quietly blocking the deck of the dragon ship. The owner was dead, and the sword became a masterless thing, trembling slowly, as if mourning.

The boy in white who was standing in front looked calm, glanced at the burnt ashes, and then turned to look at the whale beast not far away.

"Walk!"

Feng Xingyu did not hesitate anymore. With a command, the four remaining people on the whale beast's back immediately fled in the air and ran wildly in four directions. Feng Xingyu's realm was the deepest, and the demon sword under his feet had the highest grade, so he was the fastest speed. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a long rainbow, and the other three were less lucky.

First, the boy holding the lizard skull, and was pierced by a flying sword in his chest after three breaths, then the boy with a blood corpse bird stuck on his shoulder, and his arms were cut off after five breaths, and finally the boy with a colorful water snake in his waist, and his head was removed by a sword in his seven breaths.

These three people are all acquired realms. They are surrounded and killed by Shushan disciples in the spiritual realm. They will definitely die. In the cultivation world, Shushan’s flying swords are the fastest and most ruthless, not to mention that they are facing monsters.

Think about the demon lock tower that is known as the height of the sky. For thousands of years, there are countless demons that have been suppressed under the tower.

If Shushan is the second most important thing in this world, in this world and the world of cultivation, no one would dare to say that he is the first.

Therefore, when Feng Xingyu saw that the person coming was a disciple of Shushan, and his number and realm were not superior, he really wanted to die.

"Hurry, hurry up." Feng Xingyu desperately urged the true energy in his body, and then he felt as if he was desperate to transport it to the demon knife under his feet. Even so, he still felt a chill behind his back, and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and even felt a slight stinging pain.

Someone was chasing him with a sword behind him.

He wanted to look back, but he didn't dare, for fear of wasting time. When he confronted the disciples of Shushan, life and death were often in a flash. This sentence was taught by his father. He was young and ignorant and unwilling to accept it. At this moment, he regretted it.

What I regret is that I didn’t listen carefully to my father’s words. What should I do in this moment of life and death?

How to live?

The stinging behind it is becoming more and more obvious.

The sword is approaching!

"Try it!" Feng Xingyu gritted his teeth, took a breath, kicked his feet, and rotated his body three feet to the side. Then he grabbed the handle of the knife in the air with both hands and shouted angrily.

"The wind rises and the clouds fly!"

A strong wind appeared out of nowhere, and the wind blade rolled up the blade, wrapped around it, and attacked behind him like a beast.

As expected, there was indeed a sword behind him, a man.

"Remember my name, I am Shushan Zhuo Bufan."

After saying that, the person behind him made a sword, without the shocking wind, the rapid rain, or the roar, just a simple blue light.

But this green light directly pierced the beast swept by the wind, and slashed through the weakest part of the blade of the demon sword, pointing directly to Feng Xingyu's heart.

Looking at the green light, Feng Xingyu's heart beat violently, his eyes were bloody when they stood up, and then his arms and sleeves suddenly shattered. Two pairs of wolf claws pressed against the green light, muttering in his mouth, "My heart is only wishing to return to his hometown!"

The blood-burning transformation of the Wolf Clan of the Wind Tribe!

Zhuo Bufan, a disciple of Shushan who held the sword, raised his eyebrows, "The three stars of the psychic transformed forcibly. Are you afraid of being disabled for life? Yes, those who are bound to die must try to struggle."

"The courage is commendable! It's worth my second sword!"

Zhuo Bufan's wrist shook, and another green light appeared.

Feng Xingyu, not far away, had reached the point of being furious. In the demon world, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"You fucking want to be disabled for life! Your whole family is disabled! I remember you, I will kill you next time!" Seeing that the green light had arrived, Feng Xingyu didn't even block it. He roared and turned around and rushed towards Luohe under his feet regardless of the matter.

After all, it was the secret skill of the Feng tribe. The blood-burning transformation increased Feng Xingyu's speed by a certain level, and he was about to jump into the river in the blink of an eye. But no matter how fast the person is, how fast he can pass the sword.

Qingmang was in the stroke of Feng Xingyu's back heart, without any deviation.

With the impact of blood burning and the green light, Feng Xingyu's speed increased again.

"Plop!"

A large splash of water splashed on the surface of the Luo River under the heavy rain, and then Feng Xingyu quickly changed from a black shadow to a small black dot, and then disappeared from sight.

Zhuo Bufan, who was swaying the sword on the river, frowned. He had just seen that the second sword did not take Feng Xingyu's life. There was a defensive magic weapon hidden in his back heart, and the grade was not low. He saved Feng Xingyu's life at the most critical moment.

However, Zhuo Bufan's sword is also extraordinary, and a trace of blood drifted across the surface of the Luo River just now.

Now chasing Feng Xingyu will definitely die!

But after looking at the turbulent river water and the dirty mud at the bottom of the river, Zhuo Bufan did not move. If someone familiar with Zhuo Bufan, he would definitely guess that it was not that Zhuo Bufan didn't want to chase him, or deliberately let Feng Xingyu go away, but it was just because the river water was too dirty.

Zhuo Bufan hates dirty things, and hates all dirty things, including Luohe.

I'm afraid Feng Xingyu would never have thought that he could survive not because of anything else, but because the person who pursued him was Zhuo Bufan, a genius boy from Shushan.

When recalling the flying sword, Zhuo Bufan immediately took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve, and then carefully wiped the flying sword, especially the tip of the sword stained with blood. The whole movement was extremely skillful. It is conceivable that he had to do it countless times. As for the handkerchief, after wiping the sword, he was thrown into the river.

If Qian Shu laughed here, he would definitely laugh with contempt, "This guy has a handsome appearance and extraordinary skill. He is actually a clean obsessive person. He is so damn disgusting!"
Chapter completed!